( graveyard: we're cursed..........2 )

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[notaccurate]

[Well. He'll just slide on over, hello there.]

Truth or dare?

[commedia]

Um. Truth?

[too chicken to do dares...]

[notaccurate]

Why do you keep your hair the way you do?

[Starting him off on an easy question.]

[commedia]

[uhhhh]

You mean...keeping it long? Or in this style?

[notaccurate]

Both, I suppose. It looks like it takes a lot of upkeep, and that's saying something coming from me.

[commedia]

I...well. I'm used to long hair. And I've always naturally had these two types...

[And just?? A shrug??]

It isn't strange for a priest like myself to have long hair...I suppose I just got used to it.

[notaccurate]

Are the bells a part of the priest thing too?

[commedia]

Well...yes, actually. Some think of the sound of the bell representing the heavenly enlightened voice of the Buddha...and sometimes they can be used to ward off evil spirits.

[notaccurate]

...

[Don't mention that Douman was possessed by an evil spirit. Do not mention that Douman was possessed by an evil spirit.]

Is that so? I didn't know that.

[commedia]

Yes, so they are important.

[SHUT UP THAT'S DIFFERENT]

[notaccurate]

[:)]

Very well! Thank you for such a thorough answer. You may ask me now.

[commedia]

Uh...okay. Truth or dare?

[notaccurate]

Dare.

[commedia]

Put an ice cube down someone's shirt.

[notaccurate]

Oh? My choice as to who?

[commedia]

Yes. Go for it.

[notaccurate]

Very well.

[Sorry Douman, you will be getting some ice down your shirt in just a few moments.]

[commedia]

T-t-that-!!

[HEY WHAT THE HECK. Douman yelps, jumping in place as they pat themselves to get the ice out.]

W-why did you do me?!

[notaccurate]

You said anyone.

[He can't bully Vlad all the time.]

[commedia]

Terrible! Terrible! Why would you-! Ugh!!

[They're able to get the ice cube out and they just. Yeet it right at Luca.]

[notaccurate]

[It's an ice cube, it won't hurt. Luca just laughs as he flinches away from it.]

Remember to exclude yourself from future dares, Douman.

[commedia]

Tch-!

[JUST KIND OF FUMING A BIT]

[notaccurate]

[Oh no, not a tantrum! Luca will actually pause there and take a moment to talk through it with Douman before insisting on more game.]

Come now, why does a game have you so upset?

[commedia]

...

[HUFF PUFF HUFF PUFF]

I just don't like being made a fool of...but I suppose this is a game...

[notaccurate]

That is the game, yes. Make everyone look foolish, and then we all bond over it because we have seen each other at foolish moments.